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Inside the furnace, the fire was raging, and the temperature in the entire room was rising. However, Hsieh Chih-en, I, and the two apprentices were clearly used to it, and did not feel uncomfortable at all.
Hsieh Ming-chin was sweating profusely. He had already drunk two large pots of water, but it still did not help.
On the other hand, He Yiming was carefully watching every move of Sergeant I and the others, as if he wanted to record all of their movements.
In fact, He Yiming was also quite excited at this moment, because before He Yiming opened the furnace, Hsieh Chih-en had once told him that if he wanted to become an outstanding alchemist, then he needed to have extremely high talent. This talent referred to not only the knowledge of medicinal properties, but also the two internal strength attributes of fire and wood.
Of course, if one had three attributes, then even among alchemists, it was extremely rare, and they were known as the genius of alchemy.
Regardless of whether it was the Da Shen Kingdom or the Northwest Countries, those famous Xiantian Alchemists were all powerhouses with at least dual attributes of Fire and Wood. Some of the most famous ones were even powerhouses with three attributes. Their success rate of alchemy was far higher than their peers.
This introduction naturally made He Yiming very excited.
Suddenly, Hsieh Ming-chin, who was beside He Yiming, asked softly, "Brother He, can you understand it?"
He Yiming shook his head blankly, and said honestly, "I don't understand."
Hsieh Ming-chin was surprised, and said, "In the books I found for you, there are detailed steps, haven't you read them?"
He Yiming said softly, "I read them, but I don't understand."
Indeed, the path of alchemy was a unique field of study. If the words were not separated, then He Yiming would be able to recognize them all. However, when they were combined into phrases, phrases, and sentences, it was equivalent to a fantasy story.
After He Yiming copied it, he flipped it over and over for a long time, but he still had no clue, so he could only give up.
Hsieh Ming-chin was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "I understand. Take it out and I'll teach you."
He Yiming was overjoyed and hurriedly took out the things he had copied. When he was copying, he had deliberately separated the process of refining the pill from the pill formula, so what he had in his hands was only a few pages.
For better or worse, Hsieh Ming-chin was born in the Xie Family and had been dealing with these things since he was a child. Although his alchemy skills were far inferior to Seventh Great Uncle's, his basic knowledge of alchemy was very solid.
After Hsieh Ming-chin's on-the-spot teaching, He Yiming suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment. It turned out that when these words were combined, there was actually such a complicated knowledge.
The two of them whispered to each other at the side, but I and the two medicine boys turned a blind eye to them as if they were air.
After a full seven days, a strong fragrance suddenly filled the alchemy room. At this moment, He Yiming was no longer ignorant about alchemy. He immediately understood that the Golden Pill was about to come out.
Hsieh Chih-en's movements were as fast as lightning. It was unknown how many times he had refined pills in his life, but he was already familiar to the realm of knowing the situation in the alchemy furnace just by feeling.
When He Yiming finally opened the furnace, his expression was dignified. It was as if what he lifted was not the lid of the alchemy furnace, but the entire world. He Yiming admired this expression in his heart. This was an expression that could only appear when all of one's spirit was devoted to a certain cause.
With a roar from I, he finally opened the lid of the alchemy furnace.
He Yiming was still sitting upright, but Hsieh Ming-chin could not help but feel nervous. He stuck his head out to take a look, and suddenly his face was full of joy.
Hsieh Chih-en laughed a few times and said, "Young man, I fortunately did not disappoint you. I have refined five Golden Pills."
He Yiming bowed deeply to him and asked, "Old Mister, may I ask how many times you have refined Golden Pills?"
Hsieh Chih-en thought for a moment and sighed, "Including this time, I have refined Golden Pills three times in a hundred years."
"Since you have only refined three times, why are you 80% sure that you can successfully refine Golden Pills?"
Hsieh Chih-en smiled and said, "Young man, the way of alchemy is a way to accumulate experience. If you can successfully refine 10,000 cauldrons of ordinary pills, you will have an 80% chance of refining low-grade Golden Pills."
He Yiming was shocked. 10,000 cauldrons …
He bowed deeply to the old Daoist. Although he didn't say anything, his actions fully expressed his respect for the old Daoist.
It was impossible to refine ordinary pills in seven days, but even if it was one cauldron a day, it would take nearly 30 years to refine Golden Pills 10,000 times.
This kind of perseverance, this kind of patience, this kind of perseverance, besides a deep admiration, there was no other thought in He Yiming's mind.
Hsieh Chih-en was very satisfied with He Yiming's attitude. His eyes suddenly glanced and saw the thin pieces of paper in Hsieh Ming-chin's hands.
Hsieh Ming-chin's expression suddenly became abnormally awkward. He snorted and quickly put his hands behind his back, but his face was full of a silly smile.
He Yiming's face was also slightly red. The feeling of being caught red-handed was not good.
Hsieh Chih-en shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed softly. He seemed to be talking to himself, "The prescriptions in the Golden Pill Room should have been announced long ago."
He Yiming and Hsieh Ming-chin's hearts suddenly relaxed. They knew that the old man was going to turn a blind eye and pretend that he did not see it.
Sure enough, Hsieh Chih-en turned his head and said slowly to He Yiming, "I heard from Nuanyi that you want to hunt a Neidan spirit beast that is more than 500 years old?"
He Yiming said seriously, "Yes."
"You are so young, but you have already cultivated to the peak of the tenth level, which is the peak of the Houtian realm. It is human nature to want to break through. However, with your strength alone, I am afraid that you may not be able to win against a 500 year old spirit beast. " I sighed softly and said, "The 500 year old spirit beast is also a threshold. If you can cross it, then the Neidan spirit beast will have the magical effect of transforming the Qi of Heaven and Earth. If you refine a Neidan spirit beast, you can draw the Qi of Heaven and Earth into your body. It is also the simplest way to advance to the Xiantian realm. However, after 500 years, the spirit beast can also mobilize the Qi of Heaven and Earth. Its power is enormous, and it is undoubtedly reborn. It is difficult to kill it unless you are a Xiantian realm master. "
He Yiming's expression changed slightly. He certainly understood that the old man in front of him would not deceive him. It turned out that a 500 year old spirit beast was equivalent to a Xiantian realm master. It seemed that he had underestimated this spirit beast.
I hesitated for a moment and sighed, "It is a pity that you are not a dual attribute cultivator. Otherwise, you may be able to directly enter the Xiantian realm without the help of the Golden Pill."
He Yiming's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of shrewdness. He said respectfully, "Senior, please give me some pointers."
I stroked his long beard and said, "According to the historical records, the earliest human cultivators did not rely on the Golden Pill to break through. Although the peak of the tenth layer is the ultimate achievement of the majority of people, there are still some Houtian realm masters who have mastered dual attribute cultivation methods. Moreover, they are also mutually reinforcing cultivation methods. With the help of the highest level Houtian cultivation methods, they have successfully broken through to the Xiantian realm. "
"Houtian mutually reinforcing cultivation methods?" He Yiming's mind suddenly flashed with a thought.
"That's right. It is like I's fire and wood cultivation methods, or gold and water cultivation methods, and other mutually reinforcing cultivation methods." I said solemnly, "If there is a genius cultivator who has the innate talent of these two mutually reinforcing cultivation methods, then he can cultivate with two top level Houtian internal strength cultivation methods. Once these two cultivation methods reach the tenth layer at the same time, he can try to forcibly transform the power of one cultivation method into the other mutually reinforcing cultivation method. If the transformation is successful, then the mutually reinforcing cultivation method can automatically break through the original realm and draw in the Xiantian Qi into the body, finally successfully breaking through. "
He Yiming's heart was beating very fast. If there was no one in front of him, he would have already shouted crazily in excitement.
However, after thinking about it, he asked suspiciously, "Thank you for your pointers, senior. But since it is like this, why haven't you tried it?"
Hsieh Chih-en's face suddenly showed a trace of regret. He said, "When I was young, I wholeheartedly immersed myself in the art of alchemy. Although I was successful in alchemy, it delayed the cultivation of internal strength. It was not until I was eighty years old that I was able to cultivate both fire and wood cultivation methods to the tenth layer. But at that time, I was already old. My meridians had solidified and my vitality had disappeared. If I wanted to rely on this method to break through, I'm afraid that as soon as the Qi of Heaven and Earth entered my body, my body would explode and I would die. "
He Yiming's expression changed slightly. He asked, "Is there no solution?"
"There is." Hsieh Chih-en said expressionlessly, "Unless there is a Xiantian master of the fire and wood attributes who is willing to sacrifice their Xiantian Qi to strengthen I's meridians, or two special Gold Cores refined from Neidan spirit beasts of more than five hundred years old. Otherwise, there is no possibility of him entering the Xiantian realm."
Although he looked calm on the surface, there was an unspeakable regret in his words. It was obvious that he regretted it.
He Yiming secretly nodded. Although I's alchemy skills were superb, the price he paid was that he lost the possibility of entering the Xiantian realm. In other words, he was neglecting the essentials and chasing the trifles.
This was a bloody lesson that he must remember in his heart. Before entering the Xiantian realm, he must not be distracted.
Shaking his head slightly, I took out the five Gold Cores from the furnace and placed them in a jade bottle. Then, he handed it to He Yiming. He seemed to have recalled the sad events of the past. With a wave of his big sleeve, he immediately floated away.
He Yiming carefully put away the Gold Cores. His mind was still immersed in the words of I's man.
Hsieh Ming-chin waved his hand in front of his eyes. He asked, "Brother He, what's wrong?"
He Yiming smiled as if he had just woken up from a dream. He said, "Brother Xie, I want to borrow a secret room in your residence. I wonder if it is possible."
"Of course it is." Hsieh Ming-chin said without hesitation. "What do you want to do?"
"I want to go into seclusion for a period of time. I want to think about what I have comprehended during this period of time." He Yiming said seriously.
For this request, even Hsieh Ming-chin himself could make the decision. Under his arrangement, He Yiming came to a quiet courtyard. This courtyard originally belonged to Hsieh Ming-chin's house. All the servants and odd-job workers had long been driven out by him. Only He Yiming lived here alone.
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Closing the door, He Yiming came to a quiet room and sat down. I's man Hsieh Chih-en's words were like enlightenment. It opened up a path to the Xiantian realm in front of him.
If I's man knew that his emotions would lead to this result, it was not known whether he would still mention this in front of He Yiming.
In the forest, He Yiming had only displayed his metal-elemental cultivation method.
No matter how strong a single element technique was, without the help of the Jindan, it was impossible to break through to the Xiantian realm.
However, He Yiming was different. He was not a cultivator of a single element technique, but a super cultivator of all five elements. If there was a flaw, it would be that among the five inner strength techniques, only two of them were top level inner strength techniques. However, the fortunate thing was that these two cultivation methods just happened to complement each other.
They came from the Raging Inferno Technique and the Withered Wood Technique in the Xu Family Fort.
At this moment, he was incomparably glad that he was so far-sighted when he went to the Xu Family Fort on a whim.
If he did not have the Withered Wood Technique, then even if he also had all five elements, he would not be able to use this method to break through.
The inner strength in his body began to surge again. With the support of the powerful inner strength, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose suddenly became highly sensitive. In the next moment, he could immediately confirm that not only was there not a single person in the courtyard, but also that within fifty meters of his house, it was an absolute forbidden area.
Although the Xie Residence was big, it was impossible for them to casually set up such a forbidden area. From this, it could be seen that Hsieh Ming-chin was really a person with intentions. Although they had not known each other for a long time, He Yiming was well aware that Hsieh Ming-chin's relationship with him was somewhat utilitarian.
But it was undeniable that he had succeeded in gaining his favor. Moreover, if he could really break through to the Xiantian realm this time, it would be completely because of I's guidance. This favor could not be any greater, and in the future, he would have to count it on Hsieh Ming-chin's head.
He shook his head slightly, and put away his rather emotional mood.
First of all, he took out all the items on his body and put them in an inconspicuous corner. Especially those newly copied pill formulas and the jade bottle containing the Golden Core, it was even more so.
Then, he immersed his body and mind in the circulation of inner strength.
The Withered Wood Technique, this powerful top tier wood type inner strength cultivation method, began to slowly circulate in his body.
He did not immediately raise the Withered Wood Technique to the tenth level, but instead started from the first level and slowly increased it. But as the powerful inner strength slowly circulated in his meridians, the surface of his body also began to change.
The full muscles on his body began to strangely shrink, as if all the water in his body was being sucked dry by some kind of power. As the inner strength continued to increase, this phenomenon gradually deepened, and even the muscles on his face were the same.
At this moment, if he were to stand next to Xu Yinjie from the Xu Family, then anyone would think that these two fellows who were like withered wood were brothers in the same boat, half of their bodies already in the coffin.
Following the circulation of the Withered Wood Technique, He Yiming's life force seemed to have completely converged. His body seemed to be nurturing a new kind of power, and the converged life force was providing sufficient nutrients for this new power.
When the Withered Wood Technique reached the tenth level, He Yiming did not stop there, and he began to slowly circulate the Lie Flame Technique.
It wasn't the first time that He Yiming had alternated between the five elements cultivation methods in his body. But in the past, He Yiming had never tried to push the power of one cultivation method to the limit and then use another cultivation method.
This was a problem of control. Once a technique reached the limit, then the difficulty of switching to another technique in an instant would be unimaginably great. If he were to forcefully switch, then he was afraid that his meridians would be damaged in an instant, and if the consequences were severe, it was possible that his body would explode on the spot.
But at this moment, He Yiming faced this difficulty head-on. Not only did the Withered Wood Technique not have any intention of stopping, even the Lie Flame Technique was slowly circulating.
Dividing the inner strength in his body into two different types of power had always been his goal.
But it was different this time. What He Yiming did was not to divide the two types of power equally, but to maintain the tenth level of the Withered Wood Technique with all his might. As for the Lie Flame Technique, although it was still circulating, it was like a weak flame that could be extinguished at any time.
But slowly, the Lie Flame Technique circulated in He Yiming's meridians at an extremely slow speed. This speed was comparable to the speed of a tortoise, and although it was extremely slow, it continued to move forward unremitting.
He Yiming's body once again underwent a miraculous change, and a certain part of his withered body slowly turned red.
This change was abnormally conspicuous, especially the part of his skin that was as red as blood.
In the beginning, the blood-red skin was only a small patch, but slowly, this color gradually spread throughout He Yiming's body.
The speed at which the red color spread was still extremely slow at first, as if it was an extremely difficult task to even expand the area a little.
But when the red area gradually increased, and when it had spread to one-tenth of his body, it was like a prairie fire, spreading at lightning speed.
In just a few breaths, this color had already spread throughout He Yiming's entire body, and his entire body seemed to have turned into a scorching furnace, emitting an unbelievable heatwave.
The clothes on his body turned yellow and curled up, and the heat on his body had already exceeded the limits of what a human body could endure, as if his entire body was burning.
However, He Yiming did not seem to feel it at all. The Lie Flame Technique in his body had already been successfully raised to the tenth level, and it was still continuously devouring the powerful life force that the Withered Wood Technique had restrained. He Yiming's body finally underwent a miraculous transformation under the burning flames that seemed to have spread throughout his entire body.
Just like the legendary Phoenix, in the midst of the raging flames, he once again radiated with an intense life force.
The Phoenix's Nirvana, nothing more than this …
PS: It's finally broken, He Yiming has broken through, and I have broken through too ^ _ ^
This week's promise of five thousand updates in three days has been fulfilled. From tomorrow until Sunday, it will be two chapters of ten thousand words, please forgive me!
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